Stark's Little Star

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Your POV

As soon as I finished my homework, I grabbed my phone, slipped my shoes back on, and headed to Peter's. I walked because he lived pretty close and I didn't want to bother anyone to drive me. The air was crisp and smelled like New York. It took me about ten minutes to get to his place and May answered when I rung the bell. "Hi y/n! I haven't seen you in so long. Come on in!" She stepped out of the doorway and closed the door behind me. I hugged her quickly and replied "It's good to see you!" May was Pete's aunt but she was like an aunt to me too. "The boys are hanging in Peter's room. You might want to hurry so they don't start without you." I smiled and went to Pete's room. I closed the door behind me and tilted my head questioningly when I only saw Ned. "Where's Peter?" Ned shrugged. "I have no idea. I've been here for almost ten minutes and he's nowhere to be found. I texted him a few minutes ago." I nodded, noticing the semi-built Lego death star in Ned's lap and sat down across from him. "Well let's keep building this while we wait for him." Ned grinned and proceeded to shift the instructions so I could see as well.

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I sat back and sighed a breath of triumph. After half an hour of hard work with no sign of Peter, Ned and I had finished the Death Star in such a short time it must have been some kind of record. We high-fived and started talking about where in Ned's room he would display it and how awesome it was. All of a sudden the window by Peter's bed was opened from the outside. We watched in amazement as a figure crawled along the ceiling. I turned to Ned and mouthed the word Spiderman. He nodded in understanding before our attention was drawn away by a mask falling to the ground. I looked back at Spiderman and my eyes widened as I saw it was Peter in the suit. He lowered himself to the ground and gasped when he turned around and saw me and Ned. I heard a crash as a very shocked Ned dropped the death star out of his lap and it crumbled to pieces on the floor. Peter quickly tapped something on his chest that loosened the suit and it fell to the ground. "You--yo-your're the spiderman." Ned sputtered. Peter shook his head vigorously as he stood there in just boxers. "No no no--it was just a costume," Ned continued with growing certainty. "Dude you were on the ceiling." He pointed upward and grinned. I just stared. Who would've known Peter Parker had such beautiful abs? We had gone swimming and stuff together and I'd seen him shirtless a fair amount but not in a long time. I swallowed thickly, not understanding what I was feeling and not wanting to dwell on it. Peter dragged his hands over his face and shrugged. "Ok I am Spiderman, but you can't tell anyone." Ned and I nodded. "We won't tell a soul." We said in unison causing us to laugh. May had apparently heard the thump of the Death star falling to floor and she opened the door far enough to poke her head in. Peter kicked the suit out of the way just in time. "Are you guys ok?" She asked. We all nodded. "Yeah we're fine May. Ned just accidentally dropped the death star." She smiled at me in acknowledgement. "That turkey meatloaf I was making was a disaster. Let's go to dinner. Thai? Ney, y/n, you want Thai?" Ned started to nod but Peter blurted out "No he's got a thing. A thing to do after." He smiled tightly and took a deep breath. I gave may a regretful smile. "I'd love some Thai but I have to get home." She nodded and turned to leave. "Okay." She waved a hand at Peter as she pulled the door shut. "Maybe put on some clothes." As soon as the door shut Peter grabbed a shirt off the back of a chair and pulled it over his head as Ned freaked out. "She doesn't know?" Pete looked really panicked. "Nobody knows. Mr. Stark knows cause he made my suit but that's it." I nodded in agreement, knowing my dad had made Spiderman's suit. Ned's eyes widened in surprise, however. "Tony Stark made you that? Are you an Avenger?" He turned to me remembering Tony was my dad. I shrugged to let him know I hadn't known who Spiderman was. Peter made an adorable face as he considered the question before answering, "Yeah, basically." He and Ned continued to talk as Peter made him promise not to tell anyone, especially not May, as I zoned out. How did I not know about this? Peter and I have been friends for years. I thought he had been acting a little weird lately and I should have pushed him to tell me more. Ned started peppering him with questions and Peter promised to tell him more at school tomorrow before pushing him out the door. I followed behind, whispering to Peter "find me later. we need to talk" as I left. He nodded and shut the door. 

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Peter's POV

"What's wrong?" I looked up from my food to face May. She kept saying some nonsense about larb and being larby. I don't really know. I just couldn't stop thinking about y/n. I've just felt so weird around her lately. Whenever I'm around her my heart stops working right and it's hard to breath. I don't know what's wrong with me. 

"How many times do I have to say Larb before you talk to me?" May looked really worried. "It's fine I'm just stressed and tired." She nodded and tried to make a conversation. "Do you...this is probably a stupid question but...is there something between you and y/n? Like...more?" I felt my eyes grow wide. "What!? No! We're just best friends. Why would you think that?" What is happening? "I don't know...It's just the way you two look at each other. It reminds me of the way Uncle Ben and I looked at each other..." She trailed off and stared into space. I shook my head. "No----we--i--she--no."

We talked for a while before leaving. I immediately put on my suit and went to find y/n.

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Your POV

When I got back to the tower, I headed right to the roof. When I got there I sat back on the roof and looked at the stars. They were so much clearer up here, above all the city lights. I came up here a lot when I wanted to think. It was really peaceful. When I had been on the roof for at least 20 minutes I heard a light thump of someone landing behind me. I looked around to see Spiderman. I turned back around and Peter scooted around to sit next to me, at an angle. He took off his mask and stared off into the city.

"Peter?" He looked up at me. "Why didn't you tell me?" I looked away, afraid he would think I was mad at him. Maybe I was, a little, but I was more confused than mad. "y/n...I'm sorry. I just...I didn't want to put you in any danger. I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to you because of me..." He trailed off at the end and ran a hand through his messy hair. When I didn't say anything he looked up, concerned he had said something wrong. My heart stopped for a moment when our eyes met, my e/c ones with his deep brown ones. I never realized just how beautiful they were, reflecting the light from the stars. "It's ok. I get it." Peter breathed a sigh of relief before realizing something. "Wait..." he said as a smirk spread across his face. "I seem to remember you saying Spiderman was one of your favorite superheroes and that, based on your interactions with him, he seems to be a very nice, funny young man and probably very attractive...seeing as I'm spiderman...well, I think you know where I'm going with this." He stretched back and I could see the shape of his sculpted stomach through his suit. I sucked in a deep breath before rolling my eyes to act annoyed. "Well now that I know who he is I know how wrong I was in my assumptions." I raised my eyebrows at him, challenging him to best me. He put his hand to his heart acting offended. "I'll have you know, young lady, that I find myself to be a very attractive, kind, funny young man." I let my head fall back as a laugh escaped my lips. "I know Pete. Humble too." He smiled at me and I got a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Trying to lighten the mood, I spoke up again. "Love you Pete." I scooted over to him and hugged him tight. When he hugged back I rested my head on his chest and relaxed. This was what I needed right now. It felt so good to be in Peter's arms. I wish it could be like this all the time. What is wrong with me. 

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Peter's POV

When y/n said she loved me, I knew she meant as a friend but part of me kind of wished she didn't. But when she crawled to me and leaned against me...I realized I didn't kind of wish that. I really wanted her to love me. I like her...a lot. But I didn't realize it till now. She just felt so perfect, the way she fit against me. I could hold her like this all day if she let me. But...she doesn't love me like that...

Hey guys! I hope you had a good Christmas and got to spend time with family and friends over the break. I'm really happy I finally got this chapter done. I will try to have another one published soon, but I don't know when. As always, don't hesitate to comment, I will always welcome your thoughts and opinions as well as any suggestions you might have!

Love you guys!

-Maggie